^{Copyright 2007 Snakes Alive Publishing (BMI)}

Personal Disaster
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The vultures are coming
I just want to cry
It’s time for paybacks
I don’t know why
I tried to be a good man
Mostly I did
Made a few mistakes
But I ain’t no kid
Now I’m lost in my personal disaster

I used to be flashy
I used to be strong
I was mostly right
But now, mostly I’m wrong
I miss you kisses
I miss your skin
I miss you so much
I’ve lost all my friends
Now, I’m lost in my personal disaster

I live in the desert
No one around
I used to have neighbors
But they all moved back to town
My car is broken – just like my heart
Someday I’ll fix it but it’s all torn apart
And I’m lost in my personal disaster

I’m just gonna sit here
Watch the sun set
Write in my journal
Things I’d just as soon forget
Maybe I’ll call my brother
Ask him to come
It’s just so quiet
And there’s no place to run
I’m lost in my personal disaster